I love mini!tarn (and the idea of mini formers in general. I love the idea of manhandling them). Anyways, tarn 🤤. Imagine putting him in the prone bone position. Laying on top of him, putting your full weight on him and "crushing" him against the soft bed. rolling your hips into him, thrusting slowly into his hot valve. To him, you feel so much bigger than ever. You and your warmth completely surrounding him and filling him up when you finally cum. That hot sticky fluid making his stomach plating bulge. Id like to think he'd be in pure bliss
I'm going to use cybertronian reader for asks with genitals or implied genitals because it's hard to keep them gender neutral. And having both is fun to play with 😋
Minicon! Tarn x Cybertronian! Reader (Valveplug MDNI)
BUT YEAHHHHHHH urgh rutting into him slowly and sloppy, your spike inside his small tight valve creating wet sounds of pleasure urk... Miniformers... maybe like minibot size? Or as small as a bot can get, Tarn being less than half the size of you, or crotch height! (Good for standing spike/valve sucking 🤤)
(I can't handle for example toy size bots x bigger bots (unless a fic somehow convince me to like it :P) I just feel bad for the smaller bot like how tf can they take a spike??? Valves are smth else though... OURGH TINY BOT SUFFOCATED BY BIG VALVE)
Anyways, he can't fight back with your frame pinning him down (though he won't fight to escape anyway), him drooling the whole time, trying to choke out words but can't bring himself to. He can't, not when his processor is overwhelmed by your strength and size. Tarn's valve keeps fluttering and clenching, unable to fully take you in or take you out.
Every time you pull out, he whines, desperate to be filled again. He refuses to let you go, not when you've fucked him dumb. This is the highest honor he could have, to serve you and your desires, to be your small frag toy you can use, pin down, and manhandle whenever you want. You can use him freely with your sparks desire.
Your pace is slow, torturous, a punishment for a glutton like him, yet he takes it, just how he should. Just how a good devotee would. Even with the slow pace he feels his overload coming. His frame shivers, anticipating that slow descent into pleasured bliss.
And when it comes, it comes in strong waves, his frame twitching and clawing to ground himself. His deep voice donning on a higher pitch as he overloads all around your spike, lubricant spilling down his intake until his processor overheats with the thought of you.
He thought that was the end, but no, you don't stop thrusting in even when his valve clenches, transfluid dripping down like a waterfall. His next overload comes without warning.
The moment you climax, he squeals, filling him with your fluids, pressing your frame flushed against him as your spike buries deep as it can to fill him up. As you fill him, his 2nd overload crashes against him, his valve squirting all around your spike. He hears himself whine, body knowing that his overload has probably squeezed out your fluids inside him.
And you, his kind deity, lifted yourself and his chassis and gently guided his gaze down to where your fluids is stored inside him, a large bulge just under his plating. He almost overloaded one last time seeing him full of you.
